So I know I have not blogged in a while and there really has been a lot going on.
Crazy stuff with a few people at church and I got a new computer.
I bit the bullet and entered into the Mac world. I now own a powerbook G4. I’ll tell you what - it takes a little getting use to. I now have to work on the computer elitist attitude.
I went into a Comp USA to ask about a software to transfer my outlook to Entourage and the Mac rep actually said to me “Welcome to the club”.
So I have been getting everything moved over.
For those who want to add me to their Ichat I am DougPagitt@mac.com.
We had a wonderful Christmas. We did very little with presents because our upcoming trip to Hawaii is our Christmas gifts. It was really nice to not have all the craziness of mass amounts of gifts.
One of the women at Solomon’s Porch took our kids the other day and took wonderful pictures of them and put them in a book that the kids gave us for Christmas. Here are a few of them. They were taken at the Walker Art Center.
So here is an example of the problem if moving to the Mac, the borwser doesn't work with the classic setting in blogger. I can't get pictures to post. But at least it is intuitive. I wonder if my intuitive mac knows I am mad it or if I need to let it know.
The Sunday before Christmas at church we had a collaborative artist event where more than 30 people created visual and performance art telling the Christmas story.
Here are 5 of the prayers that were written for the night. I will try to post more of the night if I can figure out how to put PPT downloads on here.
Our stories' ends are unknown to us,
but we praise you, Lord,
because your acts are pregnant
with a generous goodness.
You've set your heart on making a blessing of us
and you will not fail to save the World.
Our heads are pillowed in peace;
our dreams echo redemption
because you, O Lord, are good.
Ours is a story of redemption.
We understand that through suffering
You brought life.
Through death there was birth.
From despair You make peace.
For our eyes have seen salvation;
a light for revelation to your people.
May the root of Jesse stir inside us forever.
You have placed new life in us and we pray that we may be your instruments.
We run, we trip, we jump, we fall,
but we only seek to share your
wonder and mystery.
To Yahweh be the Glory.
Barren lives flow from doubted promises,
but your promise, long dormant,
bursts into radiant life in the heart
which dares to trust in it.
let your word be fulfilled in our moment.
And whatever the present radiance of our lives,
we know you love us still
because you continually create new and surprising ways to reveal your true self.
Please grant us the faith to live through our unseeing times,
trusting that even death is not strong enough
to extinguish the light of your love.